Wyclef Jean - However You Want It lyrics

However you want it, you don't want
It, 'cause when you get it, it hurts
Your body carried out the church
Mom, she be cryin'
Holdin' on to her purse sayin'
("Oh my baby!") "They shoulda took me first"
However you want it, you don't want
It, 'cause when you get it, it hurts
Your body carried out the church
Mom, she be cryin'
Holdin' on to her purse sayin' (Aah)

Ayo, what y'all thought I was too
Busy writin' songs with Whitney Houston
'Cause "My Love's Your Love" will
Be my slugs with blood
For any thug that wanna
Bang and play orangutang
Find yourself in the river with
The rest of them
Wake up, wake up, I'm in a nightmare dream


Where I found myself loadin'
Magazines after magazines
Ski mask on my face, gun on my waist
Fine pens shakin' in my hand as
I write this next line you look strange
Shootin' victims at close range
And saw his vein burst from his neck
As I snatched his chain
Is this a Bible, I used to read the Gospel
Until I got betrayed by one
Of my twelve disciples
Which one, look through the crowd son
You could spot the traitor with
A tattoo on his arm
The symbol is a microphone, an intellectual
A wannabe Rakim, but too extraterrestrial
I heard he's lethal and I'm
Too rusty to battle him
Me being rusty is like Biggie
Not being "Born Again"
It never happen, watch who you call fam
On MTV, he painted himself as the tin man
Predicted platinum, way before it happened
So that's why when you ship gold
You only sold aluminum
And now you wanna tell everybody
I messed up your record? C'mon!

However you want it, you don't want
It, 'cause when you get it, it hurts
Your body carried out the church
Mom, she be cryin'
Holdin' on to her purse sayin'
("oh my baby!") "They shoulda took me first"
However you want it, you don't want
It, 'cause when you get it, it hurts
Your body carried out the church
Mom, she be cryin'
Holdin' on to her purse sayin' (oh)

You a thug? You ain't a murderer
Just an undercover Caligula
Cuz when you saw the luger
Became silent like Caesar
Enough of this rap stuff
Sedeck take his watch if I wasn't rappin'
I'd take that stash in your left socks
Don't make me raise my voice
'cause I'm masterin' a coo
So, and besides when they find
You you'll be bones mom say watch my peers
Hangin' like chandeliers
Orderin' Don P, you couldn't pay for one beer
Perpetratin, a fraud, oh god, you ain't hard
Take thirty of y'all to murder
One kid on the boulevard
You want Wyclef Jean
Bring your same thug guys here's my advice
Leave the ring with your bride
'Cause you ain't comin' back no more
We gon send you to a vacation for two
With crabs on the seashore you freeze up
Hold up I really thought you was psychotic
Is that tears in your eyes?
You cryin' for your life
Kid you tellin' me what you did
You didn't wanna do
Watch what you say on record
Cuz it might come true

However you want it, you don't want
It, 'cause when you get it, it hurts
Your body carried out the church
Mom, she be cryin'
Holdin' on to her purse sayin'
("oh my baby!") "They shoulda took me first"
However you want it, you don't want
It, 'cause when you get it, it hurts
Your body carried out the church
Mom, she be cryin'
Holdin' on to her purse sayin' (oh)

Should I take them? Should I wait?
Should I take them? Should I wait?
Should I take them? Should I wait?
I say "No Woman, no Cry" like I should own
A piece of the estate
But at the tribute they didn't invite me
So I put in a call to Halis Alassi
He said be easy, ain't no need to bust a shot
(Blow, blow, blow, blow)
Like Supercat said, yo the ghetto's red hot
Before bling, bling, bling it
Was bling, bling, bling